How Could There Be Such a Coincidence?

The next morning, when Wei Qiao went downstairs, the rest of the family had already arrived.

Li Yan and Li Zhuo sat at the dining table. Then, a slender figure came out of the kitchen with a plate.

Qiao Mu placed the plate on the dining table and waved at Qiao Wei. " Come, it's rare for us four to have breakfast together. I'll cook today. "

Qiao Wei sat down and glanced at the slightly blackened omelet on the plate. She could not hide her disgust. " Mommy, your cooking skills ... "

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a gaze sweep over from the other side. That gaze was the wife-protecting mode that she was all too familiar with.

Then, the words that were already in his throat were forcefully swallowed back.

"What's wrong with my culinary skills?" Qiao Mu asked without giving up.

"Your culinary skills have improved."

Ever since she was young, she had always said things that she did not mean under her father's authority!